poetry / Rhyming Couplet

Roses Stained with Love

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The nightingale sings  

With blood stained wings.

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Love forlorn trampled on the ground 

Pins could drop in the absence of sound.

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A student shakes his weary head 

Not knowing of the song or dead.

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The ultimate price for loves delight 

Vanished before the very next night.

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Money and stature are all that moves 

Hearts and minds and bodies too. 

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I am Wilde’s student and the nightingale too 

I’ve loved many times and was always the fool.

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I’ve tried to change take the cynic’s route 

That just isn’t what I am all about. 

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The world doth spin and sky stay blue 

For the loves we have that are false and true.

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Be true to thein self the prophet cried 

Which means I’ll love until I’ve died.

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Cry not for me, or student, or the crimson bird 

For one day I will be appreciated and heard…

-AAA  08/12/2021 

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